i can't describe the monsters when they get this close i can't understand the difference between claws and teeth, it's all just sharp and shiny nor push forward and pull back which way will the demons throw me from that sand-drawn line between absolutely everything and endlessly nothing? i can't tell you what they look like, these time eaters, these body snatchers, these creatures of the late night mind all i can say is i am so very tired of running they chase me quickly through the dark halls of a falling manor in a world running antiparallel to our own where the air breathes Death instead of life i break a mirror and jump on the shards as if the fractured pieces of myself on the floor can pierce my skin and save me knowing full well the monsters circle closer, an oppressiveness suffocating space the last drops of moonlight reflecting their mournful cries for me before i lie down in defeat
i let the monsters i cannot describe burn through my heart, my soul, my eyes my last hope ringing in my ears that the world will know i never really wanted to die.